End -to-End its Endless – The River flows b/w you and me, b/w ‘us and them’ connecting all points in spatial dimensions (Interconnected Causation & Effect Inseparability)

All things carried on it’s course:

The Endless River is a Tribute to the Music Played by Richard Wright of Pink Floyd (1943-2008)

Little innate moments of glory and the dignified waste of life

the river fulfills itself by flowing

silence responds to sound

words are spoken, half forgotten and left finally to rest in this ceaseless stream

it’s like a dream

or a selfless motion of innumerable points that are still like one body that reverberates

learning to fly

or swim

in a universe which itself corresponds to a musical pattern

awakened like a boat on a river

you see endless companions side by side

Pink Floyd in January 1968, from the only known photo-shoot of all five original members. From left to right: Nick Mason, Syd Barrett, David Gilmour (seated), Roger Waters and Richard Wright/Source Wikipedia

all points in the whole texture of sound vibrating like the supernova

and every event is an endless river causing the event horizon to expand without expanding

when you realize this then all that is subjected to time becomes the timeless panorama of eternal moments

every sequence is ‘that’ spectra ‘experiencing’ itself in the form of a river

you are the river flowing without flowing

recollect the sweetness of the sound

and space is filled every inch of it, by this mysterious thing that flows

get attuned to it

its a never ending thing

THE LABOUR OF TIME IS THE PULSE OF ETERNITY

YOUR MIND IS THE ESSENTIAL RIVER -THE WHOLE UNIVERSE FLOATS ON IT BUT IT LEAVES NO IMPRESSION

LIFE IS ALL BLISS

THE PIPER HAS ARRIVED AT THE GATES OF DAWN!

“Remember a day before today

Pink Floyd

A day when you were young.Free to play alone with timeEvening never came.Sing a song that can’t be sungWithout the morning’s kissQueen – you shall be it if you wishLook for your king Why can’t we play todayWhy can’t we stay that way Climb your favorite apple treeTry to catch the sunHide from your little brother’s gunDream yourself awayWhy can’t we reach the sunWhy can’t we blow the years awayBlow awayBlow awayRememberRemember”

(Remember a Day/Richard Wright/Album: A Saucer Full of Secrets circa 1968 Pink Floyd)

All matter originates and exists only by virtue of a force…We must assume behind this force the existence of a conscious and intelligent mind. This mind is the matrix of all matter. – Max Planck

Nature isn’t classical, dammit, and if you want to make a simulation of nature, you’d better make it quantum mechanical, and by golly it’s a wonderful problem, because it doesn’t look so easy.- Richard Feynman

Conversations With The Mother & The Teachings of the Heart-Sutra: In the Land of Ella, The Bliss of Being Forever in the Wilderness

The Mother: As long as earth remains trapped in its matter/energy contour and not in its consciousness, you will never be able to have the frequencies needed for transformation. Two things will primarily happen:

Man will live in fear as long as he based himself in matter &

He will hang on with time to be the play sport of utter ignorance. These twin movements still drive the energy of earth, though nature has many mysteries hidden on her face but mankind doesn’t have the courage to explore it nor has the hope or promise of a better life. It’s like train running inside a tunnel unable to come out because that will mean a complete change in the history of its habits that defined so far the course of his path. (from Big Bang to the Present time) Man fears change as it is catastrophic to his existence – change here is the personal invocation of each system-evolution and not related to any sociopolitical order or system of fixed beliefs.

Disciple: Dear Mother, will you explain the ‘fear factor’ in man?

The Mother: Fear is the consort of death, the Holocaust – it’s not an allegorical sense of Auschwitz but a biological fear in the cells and therefore in the mind as well. Your sense of rational history has almost killed you – you don’t have the instincts of natural creativity anymore – you are a drone driven by the fear of death, driven by the illusions of time, driven by quadruple of logical sense that terrorise the beauty of nature and the cosmos. Matter as we see as a dense substance is not really what you know- it’s just vibrations, a certain frequency gives you the present form and structure, a different frequency will give you something else but how will you know it and most importantly how will you change its configuration! It requires technology to know it and do it as well but not the kind of technology that you are using right now – you will tomorrow come up with a riddle like the sphinx and use your jughead to scribble some field equations to juxtapose cosmology with quantum physics and bring mathematical geometric abstractions of fundamental space-time linearity non-linearity – that will not take you any closer to the truth my child! It’s a fear of loss and the fear of success that marred the world.

In the present context, let me ascertain one old nugget of truth – you all seem to know or at least a fraction of the human population know that the Divine is all powerful, omniscient and controls everything – it’s only a partial fact – the truth is the divine struggles to keep things in control otherwise it would have been a different scenario. You need work hand-in-hand with me to make this world a paradise – it can be done by the power of the divine will-force.

So, can you read with your heart, and think with your mind and take a walk across an ocean of bliss? Where is the shore-line? Is it a boundary? Take a fresh look and you will see there is no-boundary no space-time no finite thing in the universe. Everything you create from your thoughts – and where does your thoughts originate? Not in your brain – it’s just a device made for thought perception – converging, diverging its plainly a receptacle for consciousness – the fundamental duality of the body/mind comes from the brain you associate with giving you a sense of identity and self-reference. You are yourself the player in your field and yourself the referee – you know the game inside-out? But do you remember? Every qubit of information stored in the system can be accessed – don’t need even a user log-in – you are logged-in eternally my son. As the baby comes out the mother’s womb the umbilical cord is cut because it doesn’t need the connection physically – it can grow on its own and develop itself but always connected to its source non-locally. Consciousness is the key to everything in this creation.

Only true love can unlock the doors of perception – love not in the idyll sense but love as in karma as in ananda as in dhyana…love the self that you are – connect with it spiritually and you get the gold mine. And after the Gold Rush what next…gold also a substance eternally vibrating but its material form and weight are just the surface reality of the hidden thing that resides in the frequencies of the metal. When you dissolve all your questions and terminate the torment then you get a glimpse of the beautiful world that exists here and elsewhere. The supermind is not something you will attain, it was already there but inactive because you didn’t have the wherewithals to find it or experience it.

In the land of Ella the star

There came the Master

Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats by T.S. Eliot

Children greeted him with wild flowers

They laughed

They sang

About the old possum’s book of practical cats

And the Master said: there is a big university

A world school

Schools that make you learn the language of the heart

To control gravity by will-force

To be the poet of the connecting mind

In the land of Ella, on Eden desk

Life is eternal

Sempiternal

Vernal

No equinox defined relativistic positions

Your time and place are the manuscripts of your geo-stationary satellites

They are extremely primitive

The Little Child Krishna

In the land of Ella, there is no joy & sorrow

But Ananda – the bliss matter that solidifies into your being

You can go even further than that in the para-kshetra of ananda – into drag-loubonin non-field consciousness planes

But there you must put a stop to your seeking..as people on earth have a long way to go

The children surrounded the Master

He told them stories of his pastimes, of Elygymbur- the little child with the flute